The happenings of the sons of Soldier Mommy. We are brothers who love each other and love our Mom who is a soldier in the National Guard. This is our diary for her while she's away.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Fishy

Face it, when you are only 2.5 feet tall you end up doing whatever someone else wants to do. Take yesterday for example. Miss C just had to visit the orthodontist. Why she'd want to do this is beyond me.

After arriving at the orthodontist's office. I could finally understand why she wanted to go: FISH TANK!

It wasn't your fresh water fish tank either. NEMO was in there. Seriously! I loved the tank. This man is obviously a genius. No wonder my cousin has those cool metal things on her teeth. I had no idea what an exciting and rewarding trip this was going to be.

By the time we got home I was feeling a little fishy myself. My uncle was kind enough to help me fill up the tiny, purple pool for my aquatic pleasure. For whatever reason I couldn't convince him to get in. I'll just never understand adults!

While I was enjoying the coolness of the deep, Soldier Mommy sent me a picture from AT. Here she is looking very soldier like with her GREAT BIG GUN. I told Auntie that I WANTED A BIG GUN TOO! She simply replied that I'd have to wait until I was taller since that gun looked taller than I am.

Last night I had trouble sleeping. I woke up wanting my Soldier Mommy. Night time is hard because when all is quiet I seem to miss her more. I know there is only a week and a half left, but I wish the time would hurry up and pass.